we've talk
we've laugh
we've played our own games.
the words we've said
we've chat for days.
and now your gone
its now a maze.
i got lost and stuck
not having a last luck.
then i,kept walking
paranoid by the voices in my head talking
lead me no where
its like a fucking nightmare.
for days and days
my mind kept asking
should i move on or continue dreaming.
ive made my choice
and i move on
not noticing the days you;ve been gone.
i swear it hurts somehow inside
i have no choice but to fight
tho this not yet leave any scars
on my heart,i bleed to death
but theres still no marks.